I did not unleash my magic against that Nosfi's wind magic, Tauschus Winding. I had no intention of avoiding or preventing it.
　Instead, Rastiara, who was behind me, shouted a magic of the same type.

''-- 《Zeer-Wind》!

　He activated wind magic from the palm of his hand and clashed with the Tauschus Wind.
　It's not so pretty as an offset. Due to the difference in ability between the two of them, it can't be done. Rastiara successfully applied the wind from a diagonal direction and managed to deflect the magic.
　The huge stake released by Nosfy wasn't us, but rather shattered the walls of the forty-fifth floor and disappeared outside.

　Then Rustyala steps forward.
　Having failed to persuade Nosfi to do so, I am unable to stop it. I have a policy in place beforehand that I'll talk to him in succession so that it doesn't turn into a fight.

'Nosfy: ......'

　As Rustyala stands in front of me and calls my name, Nosfi tries to calmly urge me to leave with his eyes.

'Mr. Rustyala, this is a matter between the two of us ....... Please don't interrupt me .......
'Yes. As far as I'm concerned, this is a family matter. I don't think it's a matter for outsiders to interfere in: ......

　But Rustyala doesn't retreat, but rather takes it a step further.

''But I consider Nosfi to be one of my family. I think we're like sisters, the same born, the same 'Jewelcrus' - although it's selfish of me.
Sisters ......

　Nosfi responded to that one word.
　He was neither surprised nor disgusted, but repeated it as if chewing on it. From her reaction, it could be read that Nosphy's side was thinking something similar.

'Yeah, sisters. It goes like this. I think it's fine for the 'Jewelculus' people to be like a family. In the confederation, I'm the big sister of about a hundred Jewel-Cruise Humans. They were all born pretty hard and had a pretty allegorical life, but now they're huddled together and living a reasonably enjoyable life. ......
'Yes, I've heard that. Are you all family? ....... Huh, I can see how you all live.

　Even though I knew it, Nosfi's response was soft, unlike mine. He doesn't dare to speak hatefully or in a smoky manner.

　Rather, he seems to be a little upset.
　Face to face with Rastiala, his mind is reeling. According to Glenn, Nosfi is now 'honest' with 'compensation'. Is that leaning in the right direction?

　Nosfi chews on her words long enough to ponder them, and then slowly answers.

''Sisters and family - indeed, that's fine for all of you 'Jewelcrus' who were created in this era. But not me. The day I was born is too far away. Our methods are completely different. We don't have a connection that we can call a family.
'No, it's not!　It's the same. After all, we were all born for the same reason: ......!　I'm sure Nosfi will be fine!　I can be the oldest sister!
...... No, I'm not strictly speaking the only one. I'm the only one who is not connected to anyone else. Yes, I'm not with anyone anymore ......--
'Nosfi, really?　Do you think you have any connection with me at all, either?
'You have a strong connection with Mr. Rastiala, I'm sure. But it's a connection as a friend. Like Titi, it's about a friend ...... who suffered a similar fate.
Well, then, you're my friend.

　Rastiala doesn't bite down and uses his newfound position. Even though he may have just told her it was a family matter, he interjects boldly as a friend.

'Nosfi is right, Kanami is a no-go. I think it's natural to be angry. If you listen to the story, he caused trouble here and there, and cried here and there for girls. Frankly speaking, he's a horrible man.

　He also doesn't hesitate to humiliate me as I listen in silence.
　It's probably a story I heard from Saint Tiara just recently. If that was true - no, it must be true. Based on that really disgusting story, I was trying to develop sympathy with Nosfy.
　Nevertheless, it would be an admiration, not an insult, for Rustyala. It was easy to imagine that from the look on his face.

　In contrast, Nosfy's side would have taken it as an insult.
　He tries his best to follow up with me.

''I don't think I'm even the worst ....... Uzumi-sama has accomplished various feats in the past ....... However, heroes are naturally misunderstood .......
I knew it. You've got it wrong, Nosfy. He seems to think Kanami is like a great personality, but he's not like that at all. Kanami is timid and indecisive and has made many important choices to date. She may have a talent for making stories fun, but she doesn't have a single talent for making people happy. That's just the way it is.

　Rastiara advised that this perception was Nosfi's biggest mistake.

'Yes, no ......!　That's not true. Uzuraha-sama is a strong and righteous person. He is a fine person who can make everyone happy. ......!

　A little pissed off, Nosphy talks back.
　I've said all those things to me now, but I know that the root of it is a blind trust in me.

　If she believes me to be right, she may also believe that everything I've done is right. So maybe - it's possible that she still believes that I've been right about my debt to Nosfi and that I've been ignoring her.

'I don't think there's anyone as weak and wrong as Kanami,'
'No, it's not!　Master Uzumi was always strong!　That's how we survived even a thousand years ago!　That's because Master Uzumi was strong and right!
'Yes. It's true that Kanami has always managed to get by in the end. But I don't think you're that naive ...... that the world can be managed because you're strong and right, Nosfy.
Yeah, that's ......!

　Lastiara pressured him and Nosfi clammed up.
　From earlier, she was really good at exploiting Nosphy's weaknesses. There was a time when she had confidence in her rightness and strength. But then, nothing went right. Rustyala understands that without having to 'look past' it.

I think the most important thing is to keep fighting and not to give up until the end. So, just a little more ....... Can't you give Kanami just a little more time?　Of course, I want to spend time with Nosphy, too. Even Maria and the others want to play with Nosphy again.
'Are you asking me to come here and spend some time with you ......?　That's not possible. Maria especially hates me: ....... That's all I've done: ......
'Don't worry, Maria, she just has a bit of a twinkle in her eye!　I'm fine!
I mean, she tried to kill me once...
That happens a lot!
......?

　When Nosfi manages to refrain from doing so, Rustyala covers him with a reply without hesitation.
　There is no need to worry. No matter what happens, it's fine. While replying to him as if to remind him of that, he moves closer, step by step.

　Nosfy had allowed that too unguarded approach.
　Unlike with me, she is too lax in her guard.

''It's okay ....... You don't have to be afraid of anything. It doesn't matter if Nosfi is a good boy or a bad boy, we can still get along. I mean, I think we're probably more likely to be the ones who are probably not good enough. If you're as good as Nosfy, we're all welcome. So don't be shy: ....... I'm sure we'll get along great for whatever reason. Especially with me and Nosfi, we can be like a real family, too--

　Rastiara gets in easily, to a distance that I couldn't get into.

　I'm doing a better job of convincing Rustiala than I expected.
　I didn't expect Nosfi to be so lenient towards Rustiala. Thinking back, I managed to understand Nosphy's feelings in the past with "Past Vision", but I haven't been able to fully understand the feelings of the most recent (now) Nosphy. However, Rastiara seems to have a faint understanding of it. The difference between the two is really apparent.

'Nosfi, come home with me ....... You'll get a bent personality from spending time in a place like this castle. I've been in the palace service for a long time, so I can assure you that this is not ...... a good place to look. Not at all.

　A little jokingly, he approaches her in a really friendly way, like a sister.
　Nosfi bites her lip at that, but allows it. Looking into both of her eyes, she could definitely see that she was looking at Rustyala like a sister.

　At the words from her sister, Nosphy's strength with the light flag was diminished.

'At our place ...... or at the same everyone else's place in the Confederate Cathedral, let's take our time and rethink ....... Yeah, we can start over with a lot of things. I think that's why Nosfi has come from a thousand years ago to this millennia later. I know a guardian (guardian) Rowen or something like that, and that's exactly what it was like. So let's live as Nosfies too, no matter if they are 'saints' or hoosiers, just Nosfies. Don't make the mistake of only wishing for what you really want: ......
'Just live as a nosephew ....... It's .......

　That's the same wish that Nosfi's friend, Titi, desired and got.
　When she was in the city of the sixty-sixth layer, Nosfi knew her wish, sympathized with her, and tried to help her. Then she became angry and sulked at her friend for granting her one wish.

　No doubt that was one of the wishes she had in mind.

'Come and join us as just a Nosfi and live with us in our new home?　Let's all live together on a new path in a new place. ......, right?

　Inviting.
　At last, Rastiala is close enough to reach it.
　Then he reaches out his hand.

　She exposes her defenselessness and tries to hug Nosfi.

''Mi, 'All together' ......?

　Continuing to be puzzled, Nosfi repeated one of Rastiara's words.

　It's the word Rustyala holds most dear to his heart.
　Words that could be called the guiding principle for a new life.
　Hearing that, Nosphy's expression changes. Even now, the face that was about to be sucked into Rustiala's hands distorted.

''Yes, everyone together ....... No? ......?'
Yeah, well...

　As he squeezes, Nosfi utters the words.
　Against that outstretched hand, we take a step closer.
　They move closer to each other, and then -

I mean!　That's the word I--!

　Nosfi screamed like a scream.
　He let go of the flag of light in his hand, and what he held in his hand instead was Rustyala's outstretched hand - not the one he had been holding.

　Nosfi reached into his pocket and pulled out a red cross accessory. I passed magic power through it and changed its shape.

　I knew the power of that cross.

''Rustyala!

　I couldn't help but shout.
　I couldn't help but interrupt, even if it meant breaking my original promise.

　But I still couldn't make it in time.
　They were in the wrong position. I had taken the distance between the two of them, just as much as I believed in their bond.

''--Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm ....... Hmph--Hmph, hmph, hmph!　Haha, hahahaha--!

　Next to the scream he squeezed out, Nosfi laughed as he spoke, and laughed as he screamed.
　Then Rustyala moaned.

'Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ......!'

　A pulsing red sword was thrust into Rastiara's abdomen.
　He could see that it was the same one he had seen yesterday when he fought Fafner. Depending on how you look at it, it looks like a cross that looks like a single-edged sword - the heart of 'The One Who Steals the Truth of Blood'.

　The red sword is luminescent, dark and luminous.
　Red, anyway. It is red, red and vermillion, as if pregnant with all kinds of bad luck, and shines venomously.
　That physiologically disgusting red color scarred Ragne's cheeks and declared that [it will never go back to normal again]. There's no way I'm going to forget it.

''Ha, haha--Uh, you've been deceived well!　Mr. Rastiara is an idiot!　Do you really think I'm bonded to you?　Didn't you think it was all for this blow!　Mr. Rastiara really doesn't know what a fight is!　I've only gone into your pocket for this blow!　I fell for it, and he approached me alone and unprotected at such a crucial moment!　He's really dumb!　You lied about everything!

　Nosfi pulled out a red cross and pushed Lastiara's body away from him.
　He retreated as if to deny his earlier persuasion and held the flag of light in his left hand and the red sword in his right.
　Then, he rebuilt his loose battle spirit and shouted.

''I was actually planning to use this Helmina-sama's [Stolen Ri] on Uzuraha-sama, but this isn't bad either ......!　It's clear!　Yeah, that clears it up!

　Immediately I supported Rustyala's body that was pushed away from me from behind and used my recovery magic on the bleeding area. But of course, the wound shows no signs of healing.

　Rastiara continues to moan in pain, and Nosfi, who sees it, continues to laugh.

''Fufu, Uzurinami-sama....... Unlike Ragne-san, the bleeding area is very bad ......?　It's not so much the bleeding as the fatal organ damage. Yeah, this is a life-threatening wound ....... Your life is in danger, Master Uzumi?

　A chill runs down my spine and a burning heat lights up from my heart to my throat and runs through me.
　I reflexively scream out as I realize that Rustyala in my arms is close to death.

''--Kuch, Nosfi!''
'Now, the battle is heating up: ......!　Huh, after all, there has to be a time limit on the fight!　It's a lot easier to understand than to start a magical war if you're just going to start it!

　Hearing Nosfi's words, the world narrows at once.
　Not only does your vision narrow, but your thoughts narrow. Everything but Rastiara fades away and turns jet black. There is no more color except for 'the one person of destiny' to protect. Naturally, I can only see her in that focus. I can't think. What occupies my head is frustration and love. I have to protect her. I must absolutely protect her with my life. I have to protect her, or else I'll have to protect her. Yes, the emotions are about to overflow from the soul's capacity and--


"--Kanamy (・・・・)!


　The reprimand flew.
　It echoes from behind Rustyala's lips in my eyes.
　It brought me back to myself at the last minute.

'Kanami......!　It's not my neck and it's not my heart!　The wound is my stomach. ......!

　Despite the fatal wound, Rustyala reports calmly.
　He appeals to me that this is not a serious wound.

　I know the meaning behind that appeal.

　It would mean that I should never return fire.
　Rather, this is why (・・・・・) I'm here (・・・・・・・), says Rastiala.

　So, he said, just a little bit of courage is all that's needed.
　He said to trust the bond he has with Nosfi.
　He wants her to talk to him, not fight.
　The One and Only, the One and Only, wishes me so. So, I'm going to...

...... Yeah.

　I nodded.
　Thanks to seeing this 'flow' as a possibility, I can choose my options beyond that.

　The urge and emotion that comes from the depths of my stomach, I decide to turn off this heat.
　That means activating the skill.
　A skill that evolved through growth, The Pledge of the Deepest (Di Cavernator).


The skill "Di Cavernator" has been activated.
　Stabilize your mind in exchange for some emotion.
　There is a +1.00 correction to disruption


　Activate it in its initial use and store your emotions.

　Instantly, you feel your narrowed vision expand.
　At the same time, the options that were only one in my head expand to countless numbers. Immediately I re-select the path of absolutely helping Nosfi and call out to Rustiala, who is dying, from among them.

''Just Rustyala ....... If you want to--

　The odds are still slim, although they've picked up thanks to Rastiala. The current development is the other side of the coin - a near unsalvageable future. I ask Rustyala if he still doesn't mind.

'Yes, together.'

　To which she answered immediately.
　It was a decision she had made before she came here.
　There was no hesitation. And I nodded back without hesitation as well.

　That's the end of the confirmation.
　I leave the person I'm supposed to be protecting lying on the floor, and then I walk up to Nosfi and face him.

''Hmph, hmph--now, come on, Uzumi-sama!　More hostages: ......!　If you want to help Mr. Rastiara, you have to defeat me and take the "Scripture" from me: ......!　If you're going to say nonsense about wanting to welcome me into your fold at this point in time, then ...... yes, you're right. It's in exchange for Rastiara's life, isn't it? Hmmm...

　I look calmly at Nosfi, who can't stop laughing at the stabbing of Rustyala.

　The power of the skill 'Pledge of the Deepest (Di Cavernator)' is tremendous. I don't know how many times it has saved my life, but that foul skill has made my head feel so light.
　Now I can read her feelings very calmly.

''That's right ......--Hmmm. If Rastiara-san dies, shall I listen to Uzurinami-sama's apology from earlier ......?　And I'll give you one thought. Yes, just one thought - hmmm, hahaha!

　I'm sure it's not that he can't stop laughing - it's that he has to stop laughing.
　Now Nosfi is desperate to be the enemy.
　Anyway, he's desperate to be resented.
　Desperately, desperately, desperately, he's just searching for the meaning of his birth--

　Once I figured that out, there was only one thing I could say back.

''I'm sorry (...), Nosfi. I feel the same way as Rustyala. I want to invite Nosfi to join us: ....... Let's go home together: ....... And let's start over. Let's find a new family, a new way of life. ...... I want to be with you: ....... I desperately want a time of redemption: ......!
-Oh!

　Without a sword or magic, Nosfi makes a face as if he sees something unbelievable as I approach him with repeated apologies rather than the will to fight.

''Well, not yet!　You still say that: ......!　You're not going to get away with that!　I'm done talking about it!　We have to fight from here on out!

　Nosfi moves to resume the fight.

　First, Nosfi's light permeates my body first, and then I'm ready to 'discuss' the situation. If I use my magic, he's going to offset it by hitting me with the same magic right away.
　But since I have no intention of using magic, it's not much of a problem.

　And the 'discussion' will also take place against the chest pendant. Her light-attribute magic power is consumed, but what is spun is another attribute of magic.

''-- 《Dark Furriness》!　Wildwood Whip!

　It's the magic of 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Darkness' and 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Wood'.
　Despite the fact that it is a completely unsophisticated attribute, Nosfi constructed a very smooth and powerful magic.

　A black gas about a meter in all directions is created in the room.
　The darkness, which stands out because it's a shining world, rushes through like a beast and swallows my head. It closes off my vision. Then I feel a vibration from my feet.

　In response, I folded my hands in front of my face and braced myself.

　An attack looms from my unseen vision.
　Probably a wood attribute attack magic. Multiple thick tree roots are wielded like whips, hitting your entire body from all sides.

　It's an impact that resonates in my bones.
　Naturally, I'm slammed into the walls of the room like a ball struck by a bat. The pain lights up like an electric current rushing through my entire body, not just my brain.

　--no chase comes.

　The magic of the black gas that should still be able to continue is released and I regain my vision.
　After watching the snake-like tree roots that grew from the floorboards of the forty-fifth floor disappear, I stand up.

'Uzumi-sama: ......!　Why don't you avoid ......!　Or at least prevent it from happening--
'I'm so sorry (・・・・・・), Nosfy ....... I can't just fight you: ......
'Wow, you can't fight me ......!

　Nosufi is bewildered and trembles with the excess magic power she has.
　Once she was trounced by me in the labyrinth, she must have made various preparations for this battle.

　She pulled out my acquaintances, used the guardians as her pawns, and made hostages.
　He also set up wards in the country to weaken me and strengthen himself. I demonstrated the true value of my own power and increased my magical power to the limit. I took the magic stones of the guardians (guardians) and made it possible to draw the highest level of magic of their respective attributes. He also took Fafner's treasured 'Scripture' and 'Heart' and used them as trump cards.

　I would have said that there was no point in that preparation.
　It's not surprising that Nosfi's expression distorts at that too different development from the plan.

'Cut the bullshit, just fight!　There's no time to lose!　Come on!　Come on, come on!　Who does Master Uzumi want to save!　Who are you going to choose!　Who are you extending your hand to?　--Come on!

　Nosfi gets impatient and urges me to fight fast.
　But I don't move and continue to take a stance that keeps me in a position to withstand the attack.

　Honestly, the only person here who thinks I'm running out of time right now is Nosfi.
　The time limit she's created is pushing only the kindest of her.
　She's so impatient and impatient that she's inadvertently leaking her true intentions out--

　-- 'Who do we reach for?' .

　In the end, that's probably all that matters. And Nosfi has given up on it. He's given up because of me - and he's trying to fulfill his 'unfinished business' in the wrong way.
　Until I resolve that, I will never be able to fight.

　Nosfy's confusion accelerates.
　And with me still refusing to fight despite the irreparable injuries, she seemed to think that I didn't understand the situation. Really gently, but politely, she begins to explain the current situation.

''--Is that all right?　If you kill me, you'll get the Scripture and you'll be able to make Fafner do what you say, and that will help Mr. Rustyala!　And of course, Mr. Lagune helps!　That also means the release of Apostle Diprakra!　Even Master Yotaki can be saved!　Mr. Rustyala, Mr. Ragne, Mr. Diprakra, and Mr. Yotaki--all four of them will be saved!　But if you keep spouting nonsense about wanting to help me, you'll be throwing them all away!　Can you get rid of it?　You can't get rid of it, can you!　

　In order to hasten the fight, he reveals his own plan to himself.

''Uzumi-sama is more important to my sister than me!　Mr. Rastiara is now a lover!　I've become the most important person in the world!　Not me, not me!　Please be honest!　Other things are more important than me!　I don't mind!

　Everything was not going as planned and he let out a scream that resembled a tantrum.
　Looking at Nosfi's figure, she looked like a child struggling to hold back tears.

　That's why I understand how she's feeling right now.

　I was the same way.
　When I was abandoned by my father and mother as a child, I had similar feelings.
　When I realized that I wasn't the best for my parents, I almost cried.
　I thought it was the end of the world, and in desperation, I locked myself in my room by myself.

'I know all this, I don't need to be reserved!　You can be honest with me now!　I'll never be Master Uzumi's most beloved!　Nosfi Fuzzya's said he'll never be Master Uzumi's 'one and only destiny' for the rest of his life!　I know what I'm doing!　That's why I'm here as your enemy!　

　Finally, Nosfy not only talks about the ruse, but also about the purpose of his battle.
　He explains why he has to be defeated in order to move the motionless me.

'I'm trying to be remembered by you in a very cowardly way!　Indeed, he has become an annoying enemy of Master Uzumi!　An enemy that I hope will be Uzumi-sama's 'most painful memory'!　They are going to destroy everything you hold dear for it!　I am the enemy!　"Enemies", "enemies", "enemies", "enemies", "the worst of the worst"!　--Zeerwind!　Wildwood Whip!　Darkfisher!

　Multiple attribute attack magic comes at me.

　Without analyzing or looking at them, I defend myself appropriately.
　I protect only my head with my arms and am blown away repeatedly. The lacerations peel my eyes, the bruises nearly spit out stomach fluid, and the pain is intense along with the bleeding.

　-- while I was being attacked by magic, I was concentrating all my attention only on the conversation.

　The policy of coming to talk, not fight, still hasn't changed.
　Nosphy is more important than the physical pain.

　Now, Nosphy is doing the same thing I was doing then.

　When I was a child, I was confined to my room by myself, but I never left the apartment where my mother and father lived.
　I would properly show up every morning to show that I was no longer expected to be there.
　I went to a normal school by myself, living in a different world than my parents and sister, but I never thought of standing on my own.

　I remember doing a lot of things right beside me, trying to get their attention.
　I once deliberately fell close enough to show him and pretended to cry. I tried to tease him and did some bad things. I can remember all of those nostalgic and embarrassing mistakes.

　I continue the discussion, also remembering what I wanted my parents to do that day.

'No, Nosfy ......!　I want to help you more than anyone else: ......!　He thinks it's his "daughter." ......!　You're the best thing that ever happened to me.
'Then!　If you really think of me as your 'daughter', then fight the 'enemy' in front of you!　Kill me with your own hands!　And you'll regret it for the rest of your life!　That's what I'm most excited about!　--Light Arrow!

　Me in the past and Nosfies now.
　I'm sulking and screaming desperately.

"You'll hate me forever if you can't save Mr. Rastiara here!　You'll regret it for the rest of your life that you saved Mr. Rastiara here and killed me!　Either way, it's fine!　Either way, I can be Uzumi-sama's 'best'!

　It would be a lie to say that one or the other is okay.
　I can see it from the way they fight.

　I'm not trying to beat Nosfies anymore.
　He is clearly leading himself towards being killed.
　It may be that she's tired of life, but it's more that she's created a battlefield where she can win or lose and still achieve her goals. At that point, she's gentle and she'd rather disappear than continue to be a nuisance to someone else.

　It's all - my fault.

　Because I suffered and didn't help for too long.
　It's because no one reached out to me during that time. It's because I've been chipping away at my life, and yet no one has ever loved me.

　Because of me, my mind is broken and broken, my horizons continue to narrow, and my warped mind has only one answer.
　The only thing that saved me was to be the best as an enemy.
　She has given up on being loved by the best, and she thinks the only way out is to remain as her worst memory.

　Being an 'enemy' is the only thing that makes her feel alive, and no matter how many times I repeat the word 'daughter' to her anymore, that alone is not enough to make her feel alive for Nosphy.

　It's too late to treat her like a child now.
　It's too late to treat her as a child now, after a thousand years, she's finally become an adult, and now, for the first time--

　It's too late.
　There was no way they would believe me.
　I had been prepared for this beforehand, but it was still frustrating. I resent my own inadequacy and pettiness. I want you to believe that you don't have to be the "enemy" anymore, but I don't think I'm going to be able to convince you.

　I suddenly look around.
　While I was engrossed in the conversation, the great hall on the 45th floor had changed dramatically.
　The magic of the tree roots had left large holes everywhere. The magic of the storm has shattered all the window panes and furnishings. The magic of darkness and light mixed together to create a cosmic landscape with no recognizable floor or ceiling.

　Then I look at my body.
　My entire body is covered in wounds because I was listening to him without any good defense.
　No part of his extremities is free of wounds. The countless bruises make it painful to move even one finger. Blood continued to flow from his head, and his vision was bright red. Still, I protect my head with both arms and continue to stand.

　The sight of me on this 45th floor looks familiar.
　This scene on the forty-fifth floor is one of the scenes I saw in "Future Foresight".
　It's the most likely stream of failure I had feared.

　The coin that has been rolling since the beginning of the invasion of Hoozeyards Castle has almost stopped. You can clearly see that it's on the verge of becoming the reverse.

　...... It's obvious, but I still couldn't apologize to Nosfi for it all.

　Even if I said that I would abandon Rastiala now and help Nosphy, the conversation was not so sweet that it would solve everything.
　In the first place, even if I used the skill 'Pledge of the Deepest (Di Cavernator)' to sort out my emotions, I couldn't change the fact that the 'one and only destined person' was still Rustyala. Nosfi instinctively senses that fundamental constancy.

'No ......?'

　Persuasion has failed.
　But even though the persuasion failed, I don't think this is the 'worst'.
　I'm glad I brought Rastiara with me. Without Rastiara here, it's possible that we wouldn't have even gotten into this conversation. And I can't even choose the persuasion option I'm about to make.

''Uzumi-sama!　You're not going to kill me!　Do you want to kill Mr. Rastiara?　Quickly--
'Sorry, Nosfies: ....... I wouldn't choose either.

　Best of all, we were able to have such a genuine conversation.
　I was able to hear what Nosfy was really thinking.
　Part of me was satisfied with that.
　So, although I hadn't decided on a plan from here on out, the words came out easily.

　I don't have any more words ready to speak.
　But even if I didn't have a plan anymore, I had made a vow.
　I swore to Rustyala on the way here that I would never fight Nosfies. As long as I have that, I'll be able to keep going even if there's no guarantee of future prediction. So--

"No matter which one you choose, Nosfi will still be 'unchallenged' ....... Me and Rastiara didn't come to see that kind of ending. We're here to help you.

　Now we can continue without hesitation.

'Nosfi. Maybe you'll be the only one who survives here ....... If that happens, I'm really sorry .......
I only ......?

　--I'll keep talking until I die.

　I have made up my mind to repeat it.
　Not an apology for the past, but an apology for what is to come.